Could it Be Trick Daddy (Ft. Twista)

[Intro: Trick Daddy]
Could it be, you and me
Could it be (heh heh)
Could it be that I'm lost gettin' soft or just fallin' in love
(fallin' in love, heh heh)
Could it be, you and me
(for the thugs album, nigga)

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy]
Dirty sheets got me sneakin, peepin, creepin
Trynta duck my homeboy, tellin lies to the guys
Like "Nigga I'm goin home boy"
Hittin back streets, wanna see my boo
I got - gift or two for you
And then something for your mama too
Thinkin bout cha all day, in a thug way
Wanna hold you in my arms til tomorrow, and I can't wait
Tongue tied, bitch ain't lie
Showin love to the lil guy
And you know, I'm showin love to the lil guy
Suckin fuckin touchin one another, on top of the covers
Let's get some air off in this motherfucker *breathing*
And she be, callin my name I'm telling her thangs
I can't explain, so forever we should always be together shit
Sweet love, slow tongue kisses and hugs
I'm on a mission, wishin kissin that belly button
She hum a song, as the come along
And it won't be long, 'fore she reach that zone
Move along, (however long)
To each his own, prescious stones, when you reach that zone
Keep a peaceful home, and leave them crooked bitch alone
Make your kids and your wife your whole life
It'll be hard at first but hold tight, when in love